Chapter 193


    Chapter 193


    After a while, the table was piled high with food.


    Ste heard the noises and turned to look at them, which surprised her.


    Weston didn’t like too many people in the house. Right after they left, he called Ste over.


    She obediently stood up and walked to the table. Her eyes lit up slightly when she saw a table of food.


    “What is this?


    He forced her to sit and then sat across from her. “Pick what you like to eat.” He handed her a te


    and a set of chopsticks.


    There were all sorts of foods on the table.


    All were made by top chefs, and for Ste to pick. She took in a deep breath. “It’s only a dinner. Did you


    have to make it this grand?”


    “At least I’ll know what you like to eat,” Weston replied logically.


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    Her movement stopped and she put her hand on the chair and subconsciously looked at the man in


    front of her.


    They locked into each other gazes. She suddenly remembered something, and her lips curved into a


    smile, and she let out augh. But she wasn’t sure if the smile was sarcastic or nostalgic. Before this,


    she would spare no effort in getting to know what Weston like.


    Now, the tables had turned.


    For a man like Weston, he naturally wouldn’t cook for her. It was considered generous that he had


    asked someone to cook for her.


    If it had been before, she would have been grateful, but now, she believed it was nothing but direct


    mockery.


    She sat down and chose a few light-vored items to eat.


    Weston didn’t move at all, merely looking at her.


    When he noticed she was eating light cuisine, he grimaced and inquired, “I remember you used to


    appreciate spicy stuff.”


    Although he didn’t love or care for her when they were still married, he knew her habits, since they lived


    together for a long time. Ste paused for a while when she heard this, but didn’t say anything. But he


    didn’t stop questioning. “When did your taste change?” “It never did.”


    “Why don’t you eat them?”


    Her lips curled into a sneer and said, “I don’t feel so well, so I can’t eat.”


    He didn’t know whether it is because of the miscarriage she had suffered, or because of watching her


    fall from the top of the rooftop that day… Weston suddenly shut his eyes and rubbed his forehead in


    frustration.


    After a while, he spoke in a hoarse voice, “What should I do to make you forget about the


    past?”


    She shook her head. “I will never forget that I lost a life.”


    She said so calmly, yet it felt heavy.


    As he stared into her eyes and saw that the gentleness in them had faded, he knew that no matter


    what he did, she would never forget what happened.


    The hurt he had inflicted on to her was like a scar that would never heal.


    His eyes darkened as if he had epted reality and he sighed. “Eat.” She picked up her chopsticks


    and took some of the spicy food.


    Weston’s brows furrowed even more, seeing her like that.


    Seeing that she suddenly started to put all those spicy dishes into her bowl, he stopped her.” Enough,


    what are you doing?”


    She smiled and said, “It’s been a long time since I ate my favorite dish. I want to indulge.”